In the waning days of Arathoria's Third Age, two mighty hosts faced each other across the golden plains. The Lyrians stood resolute: pikemen with spears like young trees, keen-eyed archers, and hoplites in gleaming armor. Against them, the horizon darkened with Summeria's approaching cavalry, their hooves striking thunder from the earth.
As commander of Lyria's forces, you must now decide how to weather this storm of steel and flesh. The depth of your pike wall, the timing of your archers' volleys, and the moment to unleash your hoplites – all hang in the balance. For in this hour, not just lives but the very tales of ages yet unsung shall be forged.
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